Once upon a time, a young boy named Liam wrapped up warm in his thick red coat.

Liam walked outside and saw the forest covered in white. 'It's like a fairy tale,' he said.

Next to him, a tall man with a gentle smile, Mr. Anders, nodded. 'Shall we explore?'

They stepped into the forest, their boots crunching softly in the fresh snow.

Liam felt a shiver. 'It's cold,' he whispered. Mr. Anders pointed to tracks. 'Look, deer!'

As they followed the tracks, Liam forgot the cold, his eyes wide with wonder.

The snow made everything quiet. 'Why is it so silent?' Liam asked curiously.

Mr. Anders explained, 'Snow absorbs sound. It's nature's way of tucking in the earth.'

They found a clearing. In the center, a majestic tree stood, glistening in snow.

Liam touched the tree's bark, feeling its rough surface against his gloves.

As the sun began to set, the forest glowed orange. 'Time to head back,' said Mr. Anders.

On the walk back, Liam thought about the quiet forest, the tracks, and the tree he'd never forget.